fight himself?"
Spyder stopped in his tracks, he gaze flicking to Lucifer, then Shrike. He stretched his arms out wide and closed his eyes. The golem rushed him, jamming its knife deep into Spyders chest. Gritting his teeth at the pain, Spyder wrapped his arms around the golem and held on. They were both bleeding and the floor was slippery with their blood. Spyder lifted the younger, smaller version of himself and spun on his heels, dropping his Shadow Brother onto the book. Gasping, Spyder twisted and threw all of his weight on his doppelganger, pinning him long enough to pull the black blade from his own belt and swing it once.
Both Spyders and the golems heads slid off their shoulders and rolled onto the floor.
Fifty Six
Stars
Spyder rose on wobbly legs and set his head back on his shoulders.
"You know those days when you just cant do anything right? Youre having one of them," he said to the head Clerk.
"This is some trick of yours, Lucifer?"
"Its all me," said Spyder. His throat felt full of pins and needles as he spoke.
"No matter? Alive or dead, you are lost, locked in Hell forever. So is the woman. "
"Not necessarily. You did us a favor, brainiac. Shrike makes these little blood sacrifices when she does small magic. All this golems blood and mine should be good for one big favor, dont you think?"
"What are you doing?" asked Lucifer.
"Im sorry, man. Youre my friend, but Shrike and I cant spend forever down here. "
Lucifer looked stricken. "You dont want to do that, Spyder. "
"Sorry. "
The book was already sucking down the blood Spyder and the gole
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